Thu, Sep. 10th, 2009, 06:04 pm

So, job. )

Tue, Aug. 18th, 2009, 09:36 pm

"I just wish I could start a relationship about 12 years in where you don’t really have to try anymore and you can just sit around together and goof on TV shows and go to bed without anybody trying any funny business."

That is exactly how I feel o__O. I also kind of wish it was more societally acceptable to just live out your days with your friends instead of with some dude/lady who you are supposed to have sex with a lot and is your best friend (I already have one! That position is filled! Boooo!) and later you pop out some kids. Because no matter how strong a bond you had growing up or living together in college, eventually you'll have to grow up and live the rest of your lives apart. I'm sure I sound like some crazypants who was born in the wrong time or place or dimension or something. I feel like one sometimes, with all the values dissonance.

Also:
"This presented a whole new dilemma. I had no idea what kind of bug this was, thusly I had no idea what kind of super powers it had. My belief is all bugs have super powers and usually try to trick you into believing it cannot do certain things such as leaping, flying, biting, stinging, revealing hidden wings, turning into a completely different bug altogether.".

Tue, Jun. 2nd, 2009, 01:15 pm
Work sucks.

You know how school is kinda sorta supposed to prepare you for work? It failed.

The classes I have taken have in no way prepared me to spend my days alternating between incredible boredom and struggling to understand jargon from people who have been in the job 20 years. It didn't prepare me for the soul-crushing realization that I'll be spending over a third of my life doing repetitive tasks to support the dreams of some faceless person I don't care about and who doesn't care about me. And it most certainly didn't prepare me for the prospect of being stuck in shared office space with several other schmoes, laughing at unfunny jokes, and under the constant threat of being watched.

I hate having to act busy. I hate having to pretend to be a nice person for hours at a time. I hate having to spend one second of time more than necessary outside of normal work hours keeping up with work-related tasks. I hate having two weeks' vacation out of an entire year.

I can't imagine how it must feel to do all of the above, and for a pittance that still leaves you scrimping and saving even in your moments of peace. No wonder people are such jerks.